Did I call on love…
in a life that left me standing alone
What did I forget…even myself
I didn’t even look at my shadow
I turned it over, away from my feet
that walked in their sinews, and in weariness
but at least they didn’t break like my teeth!
Do you know my fruits fell far away from my tree?
So, I didn’t even bother, whether they were mine at all!
You think I want morbid dreams
when I have sworn that I have no loyalties and expectations
I can let love live by itself, in a corner
Nobody can see that I have even ceased to love myself!
I am like the bridge that wants no Passover
Even if it has paid all the toll fees!
I am a mountain that clings to the sky like an apparition, but not really
And not ruddered to the earth
And you thought I was flying
when I was only floating in a matrix
That has now ceased to exist for me!
Was it all an illusion?
Even God estranged from me!
For how can I even think that I am even God
when I am at the mercy of stolen identity?
The singularity had a fault of vulnerability
so, it also fell away from me!
I am not going to persuade love to love me
Even Bruce Wayne knew the folly of love. His Gotham was hijacked by treachery
And his soul was taken to become my enemy
There is spidery that makes his web a disillusion to thread-believe others into believing they are the sea and not he
You think all that Saint Paul wants when he deceives
is to go scotfree for his crimes, and keep punishing my dignity
that I should never rise; but only rise to his occasion
He can no longer thrust that Gomorrah and Sodomy on me
But should there be weariness in my soul
And should I know, the lesson is to own nothing and be alone and free
that I begin to realise that I have no loyalty to misplaced duty!
Even that wretched Albanese and the Labor Party shouldn’t capitalise, thinking I have dropped to my knees
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